083. No Disguise!
And so, the task of registration fell into Ning Chu’s hands for communication, while Wen Yang took on the role of the scribe.
Even online, he didn’t want Wen Yang chatting with other girls, so he seized the task of gathering information himself. Wen Yang only had to grab the registration forms and fill in the details he collected.
“Lin Li, she’s signing up for high jump, and she’s also in for a New Year’s dance performance.”
“Shan Shan, she’s registered for long-distance running and shot put… This girl could probably knock me out with one punch.”
“Yuan Yuan… who was that again?”
Wen Yang, while recording, replied, “The girl who invited me to the bar.”
“Oh~ She signed up for jump rope… and now it’s Ling Ling.”
Zhang Shaoqing, who was busy gaming, instinctively turned to look at Ning Chu.
“She signed up for long jump.”
Ning Chu caught Zhang Shaoqing’s gaze and teased, “What’s wrong? Still can’t forget your childhood sweetheart?”
“Heh~”
At this rate, he looked just like a normal person who had just broken up.
Celebrating internally, he continued narrating the collected registration information to Wen Yang.
It was already Friday, and Ning Chu was getting used to waking up at 7:30 AM, taking a two-hour lunch break, and attending classes until 6 PM every day.
But the weekend posed a challenge for him.
Although they’d agreed to spend the weekend at the library, whether it was Wen Yang suddenly bailing to accept an invitation from some girl or the thought of flipping through boring books for two days, it all sounded pretty rough for Ning Chu.
“Yan Xinya signed up for the 100-meter dash… Don’t tell me no girls are inviting you out this weekend?”
While he was jotting down the registration info, he abruptly switched the topic.
Wen Yang paused, looking up at him in confusion, shaking his head, “No, I haven’t talked to any girls these past few days.”
“Tsk, tsk~ Wife Control, oh Wife Control~”
Ignoring Zhang Shaoqing’s teasing, Ning Chu asked again, “No one online has reached out to you?”
“I haven’t added them as friends…”
Wen Yang’s response sounded sincere, but Ning Chu scooted his chair closer, glanced at Zhang Shaoqing who always seemed to provoke his embarrassment, and whispered, “How about we link our accounts?”
“Uh?”
Ning Chu knew that linking accounts was something couples did, but concern over Wen Yang triggering a plotline overwhelmed any lingering hesitation.
“Come on, let’s link up! I swear I won’t check your chat history.”
“……”
Wen Yang rubbed his nose, feeling like Ning Chu’s feminine scent was getting stronger, making him dream about Ning Chu far too often.
And the effect seemed to be growing stronger…
Subconsciously bending down, he covered the registration form with his thigh and sneaked a glance at Ning Chu’s eager yet slightly blushy face.
“Not going to do it?” Ning Chu frowned.
“Fine… I guess…” Seeing that Ning Chu hadn’t caught on to anything amiss, Wen Yang sighed in relief yet furrowed his brow a little.
This past week, Ning Chu was getting a bit too much.
He followed Wen Yang everywhere—he even trailed him to the bathroom during breaks!
And now, he wanted to control his social media accounts too!
However, surprisingly, even though reason told him to resist, Ning Chu smelled really good. Despite both being guys, hanging out with Ning Chu always lifted his spirits. And despite not being Nantong, Ning Chu was indeed quite pretty…
Ning Chu’s way of treating him really left room for misinterpretation.
With a soft sigh, Wen Yang logged into his account on Ning Chu’s phone.
“Okay~” Ning Chu let out a joyful laugh and quickly clicked on Wen Yang’s account to check the chat history.
“Wait, didn’t we agree not to look?”
Wen Yang shook his head in exasperation.
If only Ning Chu were a girl…
Even if Ning Chu admitted he liked guys, Wen Yang wouldn’t be in this convoluted mess.
“Seriously, no one’s trying to chat with you?” Ning Chu muttered, “Did you delete the records?”
“Nope, too lazy to delete.”
Wen Yang got up, a bit awkwardly: “I need to hit the bathroom and then take a nap.”
“Go on.”
He hurried to the bathroom, feeling distinctly uncomfortable.
Living in the dorm most of the time, he had never dared to do anything he shouldn’t, especially since Ning Chu was always around, unintentionally provoking him. He was drowning in dreams filled with questionable content.
And now, online chatting too…
He feared he’d burst from the pressure.
After lingering in the bathroom for two minutes, the sweet scent finally faded, and the heat in his belly was doused by the cool water.
Wen Yang stepped out of the bathroom, full of anxiety, only to find Zhang Shaoqing standing on the balcony, smoking.
“Cut back a bit.”
“Just a couple now and then,” Zhang Shaoqing waved him over, “Don’t go in just yet. Let’s chat outside.”
“What’s up?”
With a conspiratorial look, he threw an arm over Wen Yang’s shoulder and grinned, “So, are you and Ning Chu really an item?”
“No!”
“Tsk, you two are practically glued to each other.”
Wen Yang leaned against the railing, hands in his pockets, rolling his eyes, “Aren’t you and Wang Jie also inseparable?”
Actually, it was pretty normal for college roommates to hang out together all day—going to class and eating together—but with Ning Chu’s overly feminine looks and the restriction on any contact with girls, it aroused a little more speculation.
“Come on, it’s clearly different!” Zhang Shaoqing shook his leg carelessly. “Hey, don’t you think Ning Chu’s getting a bit too much these days?”
“Too much?” Wen Yang thought he was talking about Ning Chu’s controlling behavior.
“Right? Look at those assets~ Probably as big as apples! Based on my years of watching movies, at least A+!”
“……”
“When we first started school, he looked like a kid; now he’s all sultry, moving like he’s straight out of a romance flick!”
“That cute backside of his looks great~” Zhang Shaoqing took a puff, nudging Wen Yang with his shoulder. “You play close, spill the tea?”
“Me?” Wen Yang looked thoughtful for a moment, then shook his head with a frown, “He seems perfectly normal to me.”
Even though deep down, he already saw Ning Chu as a girl, he only needed a couple more pieces of evidence to be certain, but instinctively, he still shielded Ning Chu.
“Normal my foot!”
Wen Yang retorted, “Ning Chu is definitely a guy! We’ve gone to the bathroom together, and I’ve seen…”
Seeing Zhang Shaoqing’s disbelieving expression, he added, “And he’s not too small either.”
Zhang Shaoqing, incredulous, twisted his head to squint through the balcony window at Ning Chu, who was squatting down playfully with a cat.
With such a dainty, curvy figure, how could “big” ever fit into the equation… Even his chest didn’t require the term!
“Are you for real?”
Wen Yang nodded seriously, “Probably a little bigger than yours.”
“Shut up? No way! The real deal doesn’t reveal itself!”
Feeling a massive sense of betrayal, Zhang Shaoqing silently lit another cigarette.
